Emperor of Heaven?

Chewing on the words that flashed on the picture, An Qisheng's heart was filled with all kinds of guesses.

There is naturally a guess in his heart about the so-called nihilistic person.

At this time, I saw the text on the picture of enlightenment, and I felt more and more confident.

According to the Three Thousand Killing Dao Diagram in the Universe, those who strive for the ultimate Tao must have the power to conquer the past and be inexhaustible.

To conclude the past and integrate the present, billions of people may all be united. How similar is this to the so-called "non-destiny"?

After his thoughts changed, he looked at Mo Yin, who looked confused in front of him, and An Qisheng felt a scheming in his heart.

His initial plan was to use the vague destiny to cover up the traces of his own existence and accumulate strength to break through the Nirvana barrier that had plagued him for many years.

But at this moment, I had other ideas, another kind of temptation about the Daoji Realm.

Maybe, can you give it a try?

"What are you looking at?"

Mo Yin was a little furious when he was seen and couldn't help but interrupt him.

"nothing."

An Qisheng calmed down his mind and did not explain. With a casual move, the thunder pool that closed the sky and the sea of ​​thunder reappeared.

"Has the thunder pool been refined?"

Mo Yin's attention was instantly attracted by Lei Chi, looking at An Qisheng without blinking:

“How should I use this?”

As the lord of the inner world, he can see through the essence of this thunder pool at a glance, but seeing it does not mean that it can be understood.

The composition of this thunder pool comes from his inner world, and he recognizes every subtle part of the thunder pool.

But the thunder pool formed is not clear.

I just feel that its essence is extremely complex and seems to be unchanged, but in fact it is always changing and changing at an extremely fast speed.

"The thunder pool can be the center of the inner heaven and earth. With this thunder pool, it can protect the essence of the Taoist soldiers of the Reincarnation."

An Qisheng casts out many runes to make the thunder pool breath restrained.

With his current methods, he would naturally not have to go through so much trouble to attract many Xuanxing people hiding in his own cave.

The reason why it took a hundred years was to refine this thunder pool, so that the essence of the "reincarnation person" could not fall into the hands of others.

"Immortal?"

Mo Yin was shocked, but he didn't ask, An Qisheng pointed his finger a little more.

Mo Yin only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and a purple light suddenly burst out from the thunder pool, and then turned into a strange plant he had never seen before.

The ancient tree is as vigorous as a dragon, large and tall as a tall one. The green branches droop like willow trees, and each branch is full of emerald green leaves like glazed.

"This is?"

Mo Yin widened his eyes.

The moment this ancient tree emerged, he felt a clear feeling penetrated into his heart, and all the doubts in his heart were resolved.

The bottleneck that has troubled me for many days seems to have loosened.

"Bodhi Ancient Tree..."

Ripples appeared deep in An Qisheng's eyes, and a purple light appeared in the picture.

Then, the branches and leaves of the ancient Bodhi tree swayed, and in the mist of the void, an old Taoist dressed in a green Taoist robe appeared out of thin air.

"Life and death, fate, Tao is the master."

The old Taoist stood cross-legged under the Bodhi tree and sighed slightly, as if he was a different world: "He can practice the magical power of creation to this level, and the old Taoist will not blame him for losing..."

Bodhi resurrected, his eyes were lowered, but his heart was facing the old Buddha.

In the Emperor Heaven Realm, one of the two people holds the Great Yan Tian Zhi and the other holds the magical power of creation, and there is no advantage or disadvantage.

Unfortunately, the "No Way of All Heavens" that ended up in the end was unable to destroy the "Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree" that united the seven paths.

Only then did I realize that Mishen had already practiced the supernatural power of creation to the only realm in all realms.

"It is not a sin of war when we meet by fate."

An Qisheng shook his head.

The only realm of Taoist magical power is that it is extremely accidental. It does not depend on the level of the practitioner's cultivation, but on whether it is in line with this magical power.

When one realizes that “killing karma is not killing people”, it is already fully in line with the true meaning of creation.

Just like Gu Changfeng, the king of the Netherworld, he practiced "rebirth after death" to the only realm of all realms as early as the human world.

But I did not reach the only realm of "Dream in the Daqian" until the Emperor Heaven Realm.

The old Bodhi Taoist was silent for a moment and said:

"Are my disciples okay?"

"Their names were left on the List of Gods. When the Emperor and God change, there is a glimmer of hope."

An Qisheng said, paused his words and looked at the Thunder Pool in his palm:

"It is not known that you and me are the Trinity, the power of creation may allow them to be reborn from another world."

"That's good."

The old Taoist felt relieved, as if his wish had been done, so he looked at Mo Yin, who was surprised and confused: "You called me out for him, right?"

An Qisheng nodded slightly.

Mo Yin could no longer hold back when he looked at each other, except for the two people with an old face, with the same faces as the same one:

"Who are you?"

Mo Yin's doubts about his "Sand Pan Artifact Spirit of Yanjie" have been around for a long time, and he was even more convinced that this Taoist man was definitely not a treasure artifact spirit.

It seems to be the "rebirth of power" he knew in the Xuandu Sect's collection.

"It's not just intentional concealment, but it's really impossible to say it."

An Qisheng sighed slightly: "You just need to know that I have no malice towards you."

The wilderness is far stronger than the emperor and the water is deeper. Although he can come and go, once he misses Xingzang, there is no more suitable world to break through this great nirvana mark.

Dragons can swim in shallow water, but shallow waters will never allow a big dragon to turn the sea and the river.

Mo was speechless for a long time, but he couldn't think of anything he had worth planning for others.

After all, the power of this reincarnation Taoist soldier is the top in the world.

It is not necessarily worth the price of being an illegitimate son of the Da Yong royal family.

"It's a crafty one."

The old Bodhi Taoist looked at it for a long time before nodding and agreeing: "Tell me this matter."

“Hard work.”

An Qisheng raised his hand and the Thunder Pool had fallen into the Bodhi tree and disappeared among the branches and leaves.

As Moyin's control over the inner world could not be discovered for a moment.

call!

At the same time, An Qisheng's figure disappeared from the void, cut his marks, and fell into a deep level of meditation.

Only Mo Yin, who was full of doubt, looked at the old Taoist under the Bodhi tree. After a long time, Mo Yin could not hold back:

"Oh no!"

He jumped up and was shocked too much. He almost forgot that there was still a fight outside.

“Not bad, no bad.”

But the Taoist Bodhi smiled slightly and raised his hand to the point where it became clear from the void. Various images from the outside world had already appeared in front of the two of them.

Mo Yin looked closely and breathed a sigh of relief.

The blood and energy on the Motian Peak were like a sea, crushing everything in a rolling manner. Yan Changsha crossed the line, urging his fists, palms, fingers and claws, with a careless expression, but he defeated Mo Lu's side.

"It's very interesting power..."

The Bodhi Taoist man stroked his long beard and nodded from time to time, as if he was interested: "Those armored soldiers are called fighting Taoist soldiers? Something interesting..."

He was able to cultivate many close saints and open up many kings of supernatural powers, and naturally had great interest in other practice systems.

In his opinion, the path of "creator" in this world's cultivation is quite extraordinary.

The power of simple fighting may not be comparable to that of tens of thousands of Yang Realms, but most of the practitioners in this realm can form an army by one person. If there are enough resources, they can be considered powerful.

You should know that if the soldier master has cultivated a magical power, he can all "load" in an instant. If the Taoist soldiers have some understanding, the soldier master can know it in an instant.

The two complement each other and benefit each other. Perhaps it is not perfect, but it is also extremely perfect.
To be continued...